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In the beginning, there was Genesis (Life), *placing an emphasis on expressing just what is stressing us We keep testing ourselves and what's surrounding us We're always hurting ourselves, shadows are doubting us But sunny days exist to remind us the road less traveled keeps our fears far behind us We seek a glimpse of the hope we're taught to wish upon, the secret fault in our stars, the ones we're wishing on Truth is protruding a menacing declaration Living life bottom’s up 'cause we're searching for inspiration Matter over the mind, alcohol over manners Obsessive, manic depressive, we're always dropping the hammer We feel the happiness, the hate, and the heartbreak the undeserving hurt and the fears that raise our heart rate the fond memories and the catchy melodies, the lasting friendships and irreplaceable family... ...and then with Life comes* Death, *we see it everyday - the sick and hungry losing health We make do with the bitter taste of joy, that sweet scent of sorrow, functioning in a manner that distances our tomorrow Bury the ones that we've lost, the hands of time are clapping Standing ovation to loss? We question what just happened.... ...and after death comes* Enlightenment (Synthesis), *We're taking sage advice from the ones who brought us into this You give a man a fish? He's fed and on his way, but if you teach a man to fish, you feed him everyday Rip off a piece of that canvas, paint to your heart's content, and trust that we'll understand this and give you our consent Very capable of manifesting a journey so write to the beat of your rhythm but please, not in a hurry Just close your eyes and dream, and listen to the stream Tune yourself to the infinite and find your inner theme.*
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May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 10:17 AM UTC
Better in Tune with the Infinite
In the beginning, there was Genesis (Life), *placing an emphasis on expressing just what is stressing us We keep testing ourselves and what's surrounding us We're always hurting ourselves, shadows are doubting us But sunny days exist to remind us the road less traveled keeps our fears far behind us We seek a glimpse of the hope we're taught to wish upon, the secret fault in our stars, the ones we're wishing on Truth is protruding a menacing declaration Living life bottom’s up 'cause we're searching for inspiration Matter over the mind, alcohol over manners Obsessive, manic depressive, we're always dropping the hammer We feel the happiness, the hate, and the heartbreak the undeserving hurt and the fears that raise our heart rate the fond memories and the catchy melodies, the lasting friendships and irreplaceable family... ...and then with Life comes* Death, *we see it everyday - the sick and hungry losing health We make do with the bitter taste of joy, that sweet scent of sorrow, functioning in a manner that distances our tomorrow Bury the ones that we've lost, the hands of time are clapping Standing ovation to loss? We question what just happened.... ...and after death comes* Enlightenment (Synthesis), *We're taking sage advice from the ones who brought us into this You give a man a fish? He's fed and on his way, but if you teach a man to fish, you feed him everyday Rip off a piece of that canvas, paint to your heart's content, and trust that we'll understand this and give you our consent Very capable of manifesting a journey so write to the beat of your rhythm but please, not in a hurry Just close your eyes and dream, and listen to the stream Tune yourself to the infinite and find your inner theme.*
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Somewhere in the Americas
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 10:17 AM UTC
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